Shepard?
No?
Liara?
No?
OK.
FINE.
Onions?
I want to be an onion farmer on a cool planet. With an immortal dog from the Milky Way who bites the arms off intruders. By day I want to travel to other colonies and sell my onions. After a hard day of bartering I want to sit on my porch and watch the twin suns go down with my husband and our adopted alien son. And when it gets dark we (including the biotic god son) kill all the aliens monsters that come out of the woods with BOOOM.
MAKE IT HAPPEN, BIOWARE! Or I'm not buying...





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